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No-one

No-one making any noise. 
No-one wanting to know if they can have more cereal.
No-one asking if they can play with the neighbour boy who has ADHD and wants to marry them.
No-one exuding a cacophony of cries and spluttering after hitting their hand on a bedside table.
No-one walking beside me who can't rid themselves of the hiccups.
No-one asking "Daddeee..." (drawn out for full emphasis and to gain maximum attention), "...if the moon fell to earth, but landed on a spring factory, would it bounce away further than when it started?", a question to which "Daddeee" simply doesn't have a reply through both astonishment and stupidity.
No-one alleviating my pangs of guilt after standing on a snail by telling me "It doesn't matter. That was Larry the Snail and he didn't really do anything anyway".
No-one being grumpy because 9.00 pm is too early for bed and they aren't tired and it's still daytime in American anyway, despite bein…

My daughter knows me so well.

Last week, I was out with my daughter and some friends and my daughter decided to draw everyone's picture and give it to them as a present.
Most of them were really, really good. 
This was mine:

I can't decide whether this is how she sees me and she thinks I should confess that I have messed a lot of things up, or whether she simply messed the drawing up.